September 6, 2016

Greetings My Friend, After saying we were not going to try again, we are trying again, we brought home a 9 year old rescue cat yesterday. He is a long hair orange cat and his name is Romeo. For some reason if we know the name of an animal we tend to keep that name. When Junior opened the cage to the cat walk he decided to hide underneath the walk behind the cabinet. This morning I checked on him and I could not see him at all so I began the morning as I usually do drinking tea and doing my devotional. All of a sudden I heard a ruckus so I went to check on what was going on. Romeo came out of hiding and the dogs were chasing him. He made it all the way out to the back deck to the edge of a ledge and was clinging for dear life. I fussed at the dogs to get back out of sight and I petted Romeo. When I thought he might agree to let me pick him up one of the dogs appeared and out came Romeo's claws and dug deep into my arm. I tore him from me and he sat on the edge of the ledge glued as tight as he could be. I was concerned not only for him but for me due to my balance problems. I squatted down which wore on me and then I found a board to sit on. I petted him more and he still was not sure about me or those dogs. Junior finally got home from the Chiropractor and came out to rescue Romeo. He scooped him up and took him to the spare bedroom where he has been for some time now. In his quest to get rid of things we have been taking them to the local thrift store for rescue animals. I usually wait in the truck and did so this time when Junior came out he started talking about an older orange cat that has had all his shots and has been fixed. Next thing I knew we were going inside for a look and then paperwork was being filled out, the rest is history. We have a heart for the unwanted older animals so we told the ladies we would take him. He loves being petted so that is helping us to work with him. All the squatting made me feel real weak afterwards and soon I took a nap. I notice some days that it is difficult for me to pull the lever on the recliner to let the foot rest rise up and then when I push with my feet to put the foot rest down I have a problem getting up the strength to do this too. Other times I do these functions fairly well which is a puzzle to me. Sometimes my calf muscles feel tight like I have done too many exercises when I have not done any. I see these new symptoms and I sense that this is part of the process for my disability, whatever the name to it is. I am not as anxious as I was a year ago and I think that the new medication for anxiety is helping me cope better. I am grateful because getting overly anxious is not going to stop the problem. I am taking note of these symptoms and I will bring them up to the doctor I am being referred to at the university hospital. I also have noticed that I do better in the mornings over all so I have already decided that I will move around more the day before I go and get up and move around more the morning of my appointment too. By doing this I pray that I will be able to display my problems which may help with a diagnosis and a plan to handle my disability better. I am grateful for Romeo because he will keep my focus on him and welcoming him into our family. It comes to me that is what God was planning on by having Romeo at the thrift store waiting for us to walk in. God's blessings come in many packages and my guess this package was a cat one just for us. May God bless you and keep you make His face shine on you. Love Janet.